MEDFOKD MATL TRTBTTNTE, MT5I)F0K1). OREGON". MONDAY. JUXE 28. 1937.
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SUBURBAN HEIGHTS
By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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SYNOPSIS: A mysterious thot
kills Jitiie BUnzhop. my old flame,
at the ttart oi our Ktormy week
end at Farrington Bluff, home of
Michaels aunte. A teriet oi
strange attacks occurs. Then we
find the body of Michael's mad
other below the bluff. Aunt Mar
tha, stout and Victorian, is shot in
the shoulder, and nearly finished
with sleeping powders. The Skip
per, Mike's tall, tweedy younger
aunt, disappears. Evidence piles
up against Higgins, the old butler,
and I reluctantly lock him in his
room. Later I drag from him the
advice to look in the "old loft" for
the Skipper. Mike and I run for it
Chapter 46
The Cedar Chesl
I DIDN'T stop to find out what he
1 wai talking about. There was a
rush 0! voices behind us, but we tore
for the front stairs. At the head of
them Michael swerved to the right
and sprinted once more toward the
servants' corridor. He swung Into
the other hall before I was halfway
from the stairs. By the time I reached
the swinging door, he had a ladder
like set of steps pulled straight down
from the ceiling directly in front of
the head of the back stairs.
"Not In use," he panted. "Forgot .
completely." He disappeared into
blackness.
1 followed him, barking my shins
igain as I went over the edge.
around in a circle. Not Dve feet away
from that double trail was a single
set returning.
The ttroken Vase
WE painfully skirted trunks, old
bureaus and washi tends. Once
we narrowly escaped disaster when
Michael, banging into a cedar chest
dropped the light The air got thinner
and mustier as we proceeded, it was
dawning on me that we should havr
to work rapidly. There were no win
dows In that loft. If the Skipper wa
there, she had been there for hour
"Mike! Mike! Where are you?" It
was Gay from the direction of the
trap door.
Michael shouted, "Go back! Stav
with Aunt Martha. We'll be there in a
minute."
A thick row of old draperies hung
from the rafters. A pile of bolsters.
1 nearly yelled when I banged into an
old hoop skirt As we went along the
chances of the Skipper's still being
alive seemed to grow slimmer and
slimmer. 1 tried to think what one did
for a case of suffocation, but the only
word that came to my mind was.
"Dead dead dead!"
"Could a person live six hours In
this?" I whispered to Michael.
His only answer was a grunt. Lead
ing the way around a tall old mirror,
he pulled up with a bang, his breath
whistling into the silence. Over hit
shoulder I peered Into the circle of
our light
The footprints had stopped. There
was a blur of stirred up dust and
s ssss w mi m frW
Madly I tore at the knots while Michael continued to
bellow.
"Skipper!" he was calling. "Skip
per! Skipper!"
In the darkness, there was no sound
but our own heavy breathing. The air
was dusty and heavy. Squatting on
the edge or that trap door, I felt a
sneeze coming, tried to muffle It,
failed.
"Damn It!" said Michael, "Shut
Up, can't you?"
Ho was listening. I could feel the
tension of his body where he crouched
igalnst me. But there wasn't a sound.
"Are there any lights, Mike?" J
whispered,
"No."
It was tike us to be without a light
at that moment. 1 didn't have heart
enough to swear. Michael was edging
himself away from the trap into the
darkness. Ho bumped into me as e
went and 1 felt a bulge in his coat
pocket the bulge of William's flash
light. "Mike!" I said. "You have the flash
light. In your coat!"
Ills hand slipped Into the pocket
There was a grunt of relief and the
next moment a beam of light gradu
ally disclosed a section of the room
we were in. It was low and directly
under the rafters. The eaves sloped
down to the floor and at Its highest
point Is was not over five feet high.
If the old carriage loft brought to
my mind the dust of other decades,
this gave me a feeling of the dust of
other centuries. It was full of Far
rington relics. Furniture, clothes, mat
tresses, trunks, suitcases, chests, bed
ding. Apparently it ran over the outer
section of the servants' quarters and
had not been used In years. Tha at
mosphere was musty and stifling.
Michael's light came slowly down
to the floor at our feet At the head
of the trap door the floor was polished
clean as a whistle by the clothes of
persons coming up from below. The
glancing of the light on my own knees
showed me a gray film of dust coat
ing my trousers.
But beyond that polished space and
beyond the hodgepodge of our foot
marks, a clear trail of footprints led
off in the direction of the other end
of the loft There were two sets of
them, blurred a: if made by people
walking either In stockinged feet or
slippers. Michael's light flashed
long trail of smooth, clean boardi
leading directly up to a heavy ccdai
chest. Right at our feet, scattering out
as far as our light would roach, were
the broken pieces of some horrible
china contraption probably a vase.
Before I had half taken In the situa
tion Michael leapt forwor.j. His heao
rapped smartly against a sloping
rafter, and he staggered back, grunt
ing. In another Instant he was
crouched and in under that eave. The
chest was crashing out of the way,
nearly upsetting me.
A Crusty, Dark Streak
THE Skipper was lying on her side,
her hands bound behind her with
strips of white cloth and her ankles
securely tied with similar pieces. A
crusty, dark streak ran aero her en
tire face.
Between us we mnnaged to get her
out Into the open. Michael thrust a
penkife In my hand.
"Cut the damn things. Cut themi
Cut them!" He was weaving around
me In circles; his voice clamorous.
1 wasn't much more use. The knife
twisted and turned In my hand and
the cloth seemed to be made of Iron
Dropping the useless blade, 1 tore
madly at the knots. It went on and
on. And Michael continued to bellow.
Flinx.ng down the final strip at last
1 felt for the Skipper's heart J
couldn't hear a thing only the mad
pounding of my own pulse
"Get out of the way!" 1 lifted the
Skipper in my arms. "Hold the light,
can't you? We've got to get her out
of here."
He held It after a fashion un
steadily, wobbling back and forth In
and out of my range of vision. We
made but slow progress through that
maze of relics. The Skipper was an
unresisting dead weight in my arms,
and It was necessary to bend almosl
double to avoid the rafters. I could
hear Michael's breath now at my side,
now In back of me. I nearly tripped a
dozen times. My arms ached and
couldn't seem to breathe by the timi
the light of the trap door finally ap
peared. (Copirloht. tS7. Esthtir Tyler i
The revolver takes another tiff, lo
morrow.
NEW ALLOTMENTS 1CENTRAL OREGON
CCC'S IN OREGON
WASHINGTON, June 38. AP
The civilian conservation corps an
nounced today 53 005 youths and war
veterans would be enrolled In July as
rr placements for the remainder of
the year.
The program, approved by Acting
fereUry James J. MrEntee. U con
tingent on PreAldfiit Rtxwvclt's ap
proval of th CCC extension bill en
lie ted by con grew, and the applana
tion of funds for operating cost In
the 1938 fiscal year.
It provldt for the maintenance of
the CCC at an enrolled strength of
300.000 young men and war veterans.
10.000 Indians and ft.OOO temtorUls
Approximately 5.000 war vtw ans
und 49.000 unmarried young men oe
tveen the aaea of 17 and 23 wH b
eirolled as replacement. The sU re
placement quota will Inrluder Cali
fornia, 2AO0 juniors and 24ft rtter
ana: Oregon. 185 and 30- V.htrgton
1,046 and none; Idsho file and 33.
BEND. June 28 (AP) stockmen
and wheat growers welcomed clearing
OUea and moderating temperatures
here this week, but agreed thr ab
normally heavy June raina had vast
r Increased the agricultural wealth
of central Oregon.
Three inrhea of rain falling In
southern Waaco county revived ntrvh
ed range Isnda and replntuhed dl
rr-mishing i-prlii. awunng fine for
st for sheep returning from suivmet
ransra rwxt fall,
Jefferson wheat growers expect
their bt crop in years.
Stockmen to tle south report the
interior plateau covrrrd with th (in
t feed In 20 years, and DearK'tee
county farmrrs, cnenitly dependent
upon Irrigation during the Mimmer.
aaatired of plenty of mo! s tire
during thr rrpnnirtiVr nt tie growing
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The Olilrst ttrorer
Credited with being the oldest
Active grocer In the United States
by the National Association of Re
tail Grocers. Albert A. Cole started
working In his father's grocery store
In 1863 at the age of 10. Today he
aclls groceries over the same counter
In the same South Portland. Maine,
store where ho began In the business
the samo year Lincoln delivered his
Gettysburg address. The aged grocer
uses a si a to for marking down ac
counts that was used by his father
before him,
Hiram Cole, son of Albert Cole,
started following In his father's foot
atepa at the age of five by going to
work In the family atore. In 1P27
he was elected to the state legisla
ture and occupied the same seat his
father took In a similar capacity 30
years before. Strange as it seems,
the sent In the legislature occupied
by Hiram Cole adjoined the seat
occupied by the son of the man
who was his father's "seat mate" In
1897.
It Is estlmRtcd that Albert Cole has
given awny $75,000 worth of groceries
to needy persona during his career
as grocsr.
The Man Who IMnrh-Mit for Cobb
In all hla 24 years of major league
baseball, only once did Ty Cobb give
way to a substitute batter. Fresh
from the minors, Cobb was up for
the Detroit TiRprs aiwlnst n left-
handed pitcher one day in 1905.
Afraid that the proverbial deodllness
of a left-handed pitcher against a
left-handed ba tter would ma kc
southpaw Cobb an easy out. the De
troit "brain trust" substituted Fred
Paynes at bat. History does not re
cord whether or not Payne got a hit,'
but hit or miss, he rates high dis
tinction as the man who took the
mighty Cobb'a place at Wot.
Ty Cobb ended his baseball career
with a total of 90 records, outright
or equalled, to his credit. Thirty
seven of them still stand. Outstand
ing among the latter la the record
he mado in batting. He led his
league for 12 out of 13 consecutive
Reasons, 1907 through 1919.
KLAMATH LIQUOR
SELLERS 10 JAIL
PORTLAND, June 28 (API Elev
en of 13 persons pleading guilty to
indictments for selling liquor to In
dians heard sentences pronounced by
Judge James Alger Fee In United
States district court here Friday.
Peter W. Keys, Klamath county,
?!rcw a $100 fine and waa sentenced
to 15 months In the federAl peni
tentiary. Others fined and sentenced to the
federal road camp Included: a us
Peterson. James Kelley. and Claude
Pnrazoo, all of Klamath county 10
months; Jack Radle. William Ware
fchvan Anderson and Oen Rosell. all
of Klamath county, eight montha
James M. Burt and Virgil Penny, both
Pendleton, eight months.
WINDOW GLASS We sell window
gloss and will replace your broken
windows reasonably. Trowbridge Cab
inet Works.
The Notre Dame cathedral In Paris,
begun In the 12th century, has never
been completed.
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